Late at night, in the upper forest village, the wind blew the wooden windows crackling. From time to time, a small popsicle was blown down on the branch outside the window, smashed on the snow, and plopped and screamed. The night was cold, and the villagers had already gotten into the quilt early and started their spring and autumn dreams.

And at this time, there was a figure far away from the village, this person was Zhang Mojun, and he had already stolen things at this time. Carrying a big hoe on his shoulder, his body was also dressed in, but the small ** on the chest of the clothes was embroidered with a big red flower, and a red butterfly was also embroidered on the thigh of his pants.

Zhang Mojun also knew that this was a woman's clothes, and he wore them twisted, but when he saw everything else, it was all tattered and not intact, so he gritted his teeth and won this set. In his mind, no matter what kind of clothing it is, as long as he thinks that it is worn by a man, it will become a man's clothing.

The winter night is quiet, and there are no insects crying or birds chirping. Except for the movement of the branches caused by the wind blowing, the rest is the sound of Zhang Mojun stepping on the snow. Zhang Mojun already had a goal, and chose a tomb far away from Shanglin Village to start, so as not to make any movement and be discovered by the villagers.

There is snow at night, it doesn't look dark, Zhang Mojun can see the road. So he dragged such an asymmetrical body and walked towards the target. You must know that in the villagers, the work of carrying a hoe is done by men, and women do some light cooking work in addition to staying at home to watch the baby.

Although Zhang Mojun is also a pure man, but his face shape, coupled with this dress, no longer has a man's style, if people see him carrying a big hoe like this, they will definitely be staring at their eyeballs and unacceptable......

After a few twists and turns, I came to the destination, which was a slightly flat place at the foot of a mountain wave, and there was a tomb buried in the middle. When he came to Shanglinzhai, he had already been a tomb, and at that time he lifted the snow and looked at the tombstone erected on it, but the words on it were too scribbled and he didn't recognize it.

"Bang!" After throwing the snow away, a large hoe fell on the grave. I've heard a lot of ghost stories, all about dead people and graves, but I'm still a little scared when I think about it at the moment, and my hands holding the hoe are trembling slightly. "I'm already an immortal, I'm already an immortal, those ghosts are no longer my opponents, not my opponents......" I silently cheered myself up, hoeing down one hoe after another.

The first time I used a hoe, I was inexperienced, and I used too much force, and I had a few big blisters in a few clicks, which was very uncomfortable. In addition, in the middle of the night, within one or two hundred meters, there was only a bang made by myself, and it was very nervous to listen carefully. I thought about whether to wait until dawn to dig again, so that I could still strengthen my courage.

Thinking about it, I feel that it is inappropriate, this kind of digging people's graves is disrespectful to people, and it is a great rebellion, and the villagers are not allowed, once they find out, they will either be executed immediately, or they will cut off their hands and feet for three days and three nights. Zhang Mojun also knew the powerful relationship, he had a plan, if this was noticed by the villagers, he would immediately run away from another party. Anyway, he thought that he wouldn't stay here for long, and once he had achieved success, he would fly into the sky and cross the sea to find incense.

"Whew! I'm tired, I'm tired. Its grandmother's, what is a dead man buried so deeply, and it is not to hide any treasures, those villagers are really stupid and troublesome. Zhang Mojun threw the hoe to the side, sat on the ground, and kept panting.

In fact, he wasn't really tired to death, he was so scared that he was dying. Looking at the coffin that he dug up, the outside was eroded by water and soil, it was damaged, and it was very scary, and his heart was beating very hard for a while, and he didn't dare to start. The reason why I sat down was because I wanted to find something to support myself. After several struggles in my heart, I finally gritted my teeth and acted.

"Bang, bang, bang!" he seemed to hear his own heartbeat. Slowly approaching the coffin, his legs formed a horse step, and he dragged up the coffin lid with both hands, and lifted it up with the strength of a milk. "Squeak!" was touched by something on his hand, accompanied by a few screams.

"Mother!" Zhang Mojun screamed in fright, let go of his hands suddenly, and jumped back with his whole body, "Knock! knock!" Two loud noises, his body was already sitting on the ground, his face was purple with shock, and his whole head was still trembling. When he found that it was only a mouse that scared him, he suddenly became angry, grabbed a hoe, and jumped up to find the mouse to extinguish the fire.

It's a pity that the mouse has slipped away, and Zhang Mojun has not found it for a while. And he took his anger out on the coffin. Raise the hoe and smash it vigorously. After being made by the rats, the courage also came, and the lid of the coffin was lifted in two or three clicks, revealing an intact skeleton inside.

With one hand, he took the bone out of it and placed it on a flat piece of snow, then sat down cross-legged with the thumb of his left big finger and placed it on his left thigh. But his right hand was on the bone that was placed on his left side. He just fixed there with his eyes closed, not moving.

Concentrate all your thoughts on your dantian, imagining that there is a breath of energy, running according to the ideas of the Nine Souls Technique. I don't know if Zhang Mojun has a special body, or his Wu surname is high, after sitting down for two hours, he has clearly felt that there is a trace of heat in his dantian, like a small insect running according to the path on the trick.

"Click!" After a few weeks of operation, there was a sudden sound around me. The heat in the dantian also disappeared. Zhang Mojun opened his eyes and found that the bone that he grabbed in his right hand had been shattered into ashes. "Oops! legs are so sore, so sore?" straightened his legs and patted them with his hand.

"Ah, it's dawn, it's dawn!" he realized that it was already dawn, and with a shout, he jumped up, picked up his hoe, and ran to the lake in a panic. Originally, his plan was to use the corpses in the grave to finish the exercises, and then bury those corpses again. But at this moment, seeing that the sky was already bright, I was afraid that someone would come to look at it, so I didn't care about anything else, and slipped away with a hoe and mud......

There was no snow today, only a few whistling winds, and the day passed quietly. When night comes, silence replaces noise. In Shanglin Village, far away from Suoming Lake, in a wooden house, a woman's voice suddenly came out. "Qing'er, her father, I have already asked the whole village today, and I have not asked which thief stole my clothes. ”

Then came a man's voice. "Oh! I said Qing'er, it's just a piece of clothing, and you can't ask the whole village, as if you've lost some precious treasure." Isn't this a trick for others to make fun of us?"

The woman continued: "Qing'er and her father, what are you afraid of? Anyway, they have made fun of us more than once or twice, and this time there is something terrible, no matter how much they laugh, we have no hair and half a catty of flesh, why should we care......

"Well, when you mentioned that, I remembered that I had gone hunting in the mountains. Seeing that Qiming's father's grave was dug up, not to mention the coffin lid, even the head inside was missing, which was a great misfortune. It's more ...... than if you lose a small piece of clothing."

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